Horatio Alger Jr
Horatio Alger Jr Poems
|3.||For The Consecration Of A Cemetary||9/4/2010|
|5.||Grand'Ther Baldwin's Thanksgiving||9/4/2010|
|10.||Mrs. Browning's Grave At Florence||9/4/2010|
|11.||Out Of Egypt||9/4/2010|
|13.||Harvard Ode Iv||9/4/2010|
|14.||Song Of The Croaker||9/4/2010|
|17.||The Church At Stratford-On-Avon||9/4/2010|
|19.||The Lost Heart||9/4/2010|
|20.||The Whippoorwill And I||9/4/2010|
|21.||Where Is My Boy Tonight?||9/4/2010|
|22.||The Price Of Victory||9/4/2010|
|23.||Harvard Ode Ii||9/4/2010|
|24.||Harvard Ode Iii||9/4/2010|
|25.||Rose In The Garden||9/4/2010|
|26.||Gone To The War||9/4/2010|
|27.||A Soldier's Valentine||9/4/2010|
|30.||Harvard Ode I||9/4/2010|
|32.||Carving A Name||9/4/2010|
Carving A Name
I wrote my name upon the sand,
And trusted it would stand for aye;
But, soon, alas! the refluent sea
Had washed my feeble lines away.
I carved my name upon the wood,
And, after years, returned again;
I missed the shadow of the tree
That stretched of old upon the plain.
To solid marble next, my name
I gave as a perpetual trust;
An earthquake rent it to its base,
And now it lies, o'erlaid with dust.
All these have failed. In wiser mood
I turn and ask myself, 'What then?'
If I would have my name endure,
I'll write it on the hearts of ...
From the door of the homestead the mother looks forth,
With a glance half of hope, half of fear,
For the clock in the corner now points to the hour
When the children she loves should appear.
For have they not promised, whatever betide,
On this their dear mother's birthday,
To gather once more round the family board,
Their dutiful service to pay?